Isa Kubota vs Killer King

NHB Match
Win Condition - Pinfall or Submission.


No one could accuse Isa Kubota of running from a challenge, even when that challenge happened to be masked mauler who had already dismantled a long line of opponents. The excitement she felt, standing behind the curtains, waiting to make her appearance wasn't fear, it was the sweet adrenaline rush Isa felt when she was about to be truly tested. She lived for these moments, even more then potentially racking up another check-mark in the win column. She heard the soft opening of her theme music, Kaze Ni Nare, begin to play and she started a count down in her mind. Ten seconds later, the song went from soft and meditative to a fierce fight song, and that was Kubota's cue.

She emerged from the curtains and out onto the arena's stage, clad in an outfit that was a cross between a traditional Japanese kimono and a hooded ring jacket. She made her way down the ramp, ignoring the fans, ignoring everything around her with a look of sullen determination and icy calm as the announcer did his job.

"The following match will be No Holds Barred, victory by pin fall or submission! Introducing first, weighing in at 130 lbs, from Onomichi, Japan... Kubota, ISA!!!"

Isa grinned at the proper, Japanese ordering of her name. She'd had a little talk to the announcer about getting that right. She entered the ring via the middle rope and moved to the opposite corner of the ring, allowing her to watch when her opponent made his appearance. In the meantime, she slipped out of her elaborate ring robe to reveal a sturdy, though curvaceous build attired in a form fitting leotard. She stretched in the corner, tightening the red headband she always wore. She was going to need all the fighting spirit she could muster this time...

Ring Attire:

King is out seeking for more opponents to face, more opponents to crush, more to destroy and add to his 'hit list', so today he is going up against some girl he never heard of but will remember her name once he show this girl how it feels to face someone who is much more dangerous and more experienced heel wrestler of all time.

Whenever his opponent finished her introduction so then he could come out and show off his appearances. The beast music starts playing as he rushing out to get on stage, roaring out loud equally to the crowd loud booing, pointing himself with both of his thumbs facing at everyone then points out at his hot babe waiting in the ring. King wearing his black boots, dark red trunks and signature black leopard mask. "You're mine!" Couldnt speak out loud enough but wishes she could hear him.

He eventually marching down the ring while still pointing out this babe, looking good in her attire and would love to destroy her as well having his fun with that body, almost every girls body he would love to do with. Eventually he got closer to the ring and reaching the ropes to pull himself up on the apron and climbing in, moving to the center while keep his eyes on the prize.

"Well you looked fit, getting in shape so you dont get your own ass kicked? HA!" He mocked her, awaiting for the match to get start it.

It was an entirely bizarre feeling, having the crowd on her side for a change. Usually, Isa Kubota was the definitive heel, but up against King the crowd found it impossible to root against her. The size difference alone made Isa the more sympathetic of the two, never mind Kings incessantly bad attitude.

She meant to shoot back some biting retort or another about how ridiculous his mask was, but paused when he taunted her, actually blushing faintly while glaring daggers at King. Isa clearly wasn't used to having an opponent who was blatantly checking her out the way her curves filled out her leotard, and King obviously had no qualms about telling her.

"You better take me seriously, or I'll make you regret it." She said, anger in her voice as the bell rang and Isa moved closer cautiously, arms raised as if to offer a collar and elbow tie up.

King still checking her out and really do enjoyed that figured even she is bit tough on the muscled, regardless, babe is babe, thats all it matters and as long King gets to crush her one way or another, she then responded to his words as he chuckles a little. "Seriously? If I were serious, too serious, it would completely one-sided and you'll be laying in a hospital bed for months!"

Could see this girl Isa offering a lock-up, what is she thinking? Might as well entertain the girl as well the rowdy crowd disliking the beast far more than anything, even her. "Heh okay!" He steps in bringing his monstrous hands out trying to place it on her shoulders and hoping to power forward, pushing her towards to the ropes. "Grrrrr!"

Isa had faced larger opponents plenty of times in her career, but this was ridiculous! Looking up at the heel now she actually wondered if she'd bitten off *slightly* more then she could chew. No... she had speed and skill and fighting spirit on her side. Isa Kubota would *not* be run over by this walking freight train of a man. With thoughts of determination filling her, Isa locked up with Killer King. 

To her credit she actually managed to resist for a second or two before King pushed her ruthlessly back against the ropes, she strength considerably more then she was used to dealing with and her efforts to force him backwards seemed nothing in comparison. She couldn't seem to budge him an inch but the struggle did make her breasts bounce appealingly in her leotard. 

Pressed back against the ropes, all Isa could think to do was swing her right foot at Kings left shin, showing defiance if nothing else.

King could see how foolish this girl can be who thinks she could lock up with him, very rare probably ten out of one hundred plus opponents would get close and locking holds with him like that, no one could truly pushes him back other than bit of force, he wanted to see how much she could do or not. So King got his hands on her shoulders and pushes forward after a couple of seconds or so feeling her resistance but wont be long that he could pushes her back leaning himself against her trying to show off he is MUCH stronger than her, and he is much more challenging than she could, though she did surprise him with a kick to his shin that he wasnt looking. "Ouch! BITCH!"

King snaps in anger, he move his one hands down from her shoulder and slide it to her wrist where he steps back and trying to yank her hard as he could right to the ropes behind him where he hopes she would bounces back running towards him, King attempt to raise his leg up, the one she kick at, hoping he could use his big boot aiming right at her stupid face! "GRRR! GO DOWN!"

Perhaps it was pure self delusion but Isa thought she'd do slightly better in holding the monster heel back. Instead she was shoved back to the ropes as if she weighed nothing, gasping from the wasted exertion  of fighting him off. Still, she managed a rather smug grin when her kick slammed into his shin and earned the expected reaction. 

"Well, that's what you get for under estimating me. I don't go d-" 

She never got the rest past her lips before King grabbed her and flung Isa like a ragdoll towards the ropes at the opposite end of the ring. Her legs were a blur, feet running to keep from stumbling and falling on her face. She bounced off the ropes instinctual lyrics and rushed towards him with the added moment. Unfortunately, Isa was no high flier. *She* was the one who usually stood in the middle of the ring and dictated the match. She was thus unprepared for the boot to the face that practically flipped her in mid-air. She landed hard on her neck and shoulders, rolled once and came to rest on her stomach. She groaned, unaware for the moment of where she was or why those lights above were so bright.

"How does that feel?!" King shouting at the downed opponent after he managed to give this tough woman one heavy boot to the face knocking her down with ease, he at least felt better this way than what Isa did from her kick to his shin, not very nice to provoke a beast like him!

Looking down at her surely shes disoriented but the king of beast gonna her the way, the right and wrong ways for sure. Standing just above her head as he hunch down to grab Isa head slowly pulling up until shes back on her own two feet before King could try releasing her head and snaking his arms to pull both of her arms behind herself while bend over for him. "Grrr!"

If she doesnt do something about this then King attempt to use both of her arms to lift her up vertically in the air like a suplex stalling position, showing off his strength in front of everyone before King falls backward to throw her down with him and slamming the back like a suplex but a Double Arm Suplex! "HMPH!"

"Uunnhhh....." Isa moaned, the closest thing to angry defiance she could manage at the moment. In her head it all sounded far more impressive, to be certain. Slowly, she planted her palms against the mat and began the slow process of dragging herself to her feet... or rather, she intended to do so before realizing that the beast was standing over her, looming like a predator over wounded prey.

"J-just you wait... when I... get to my- Ahh!" Isa cried out when King did the job for her, yanking the woman to her feet before wrenching her arms behind her. Still dazed from the last brutal move, she had only the vaguest sense of what was going on. She knew she was in danger, but beyond that her usual ring awareness failed her. Before Isa Kubota could managed a counter attack, she was being lifted up by her arms in a move that made them feel as if they'd pop right out of their sockets. She screamed and kicked her legs, trying desperately to throw King off balance, but it was all for naught.

When Killer King fell back she hit the mat hard enough to draw a sympathetic 'Oooooh' from the crowd as the ring shook from the impact. Isa came to rest flay on her back, gasping for breath and staring blankly up at the arena lights, wholly unused to being thrown around like a ragdoll.

King showing some impressive wrestling skills, of course, he shows many many skills used on his opponents over the past years and still have plenty to show off and what he could do, except any stupid high flying moves that is useless to him, to him all about is power moves enough to make a huge differences against his opponents just like this one.

After King managed to give her a effortless lift off the mat by her arms and throw her down like a suplex, was enough for everyone to be awe or shocked on how much he could of done, King still got more to show off as his confident grew more and more while taking the lead role in the wrestling ring. "HA!"

King quickly gets up to look down at the girl, leaning in to pat or slap on the cheeks whatever she feels, he doesnt know how much his hand does it to her face, but wanted to make sure she is awake for his next attempt. "Hah, what you gonna do now?" He asked before turning to the ropes and runs right at it, turning around so his back leans in and rebound right off until he tries to jump up, using his big beastly head to dive down for the big headbutt aiming right at her breasts! "Here I come!"